My marriage has weathered on heck of a storm. Twenty four hours ago, we were on the brink of separating. Closer then we have ever been before. The terror that I felt flowing through my veins was crippling. As mad as I was at him. As hurt as I was for the words that were spoken, I still believed that my marriage was worth saving.
And you know what...it is worth saving. We talked. He held me. I cried. He apologized. For the first time in a long time...we connected.
Of course, that doesn't mean that my marriage is *poof* 100% better..because it is not. But it will get better. We will get stronger.
I have weathered the storm and I am enjoying the rainbows that followed